Chapter 1077 Red Dragon Mace! (2)
The mist in the sky is heavy and heavy, coming from the top.

The scorched gravel is very dry, and the dried crimson blood on it is mottled. I don’t know how many years it has been silent in this area. , It sounds really infiltrating.

Foggy and shadowy, and further to the side, the ancient wood and vines are densely entwined, but most of them are dry and black-gray.

"This place..." Ling Wubian turned his eyes and looked around, feeling that the atmosphere was very wrong.

Nanyu Shengnu then nodded, glanced at the gradually darker jade crystal ball in her hand, and said solemnly, "Everyone, be careful, the atmosphere here is a little strange."

"That's it?" Ling Wushuang paused suddenly, staring forward with surprise in his eyes.

Everyone heard this sound, and when they followed the trend, they were slightly puzzled, what is it, Monk Temple?
Not far away, about a hundred meters away, in the crazy haystack that was almost ten feet high, there was a faint outline of a dilapidated temple. Moving down, gradually clear.

"Go, go and have a look." Someone was eager to step forward.

"Hey!" Hou San stopped everyone, "Don't run around, take a look first."

"Is there something wrong?" Someone looked around carefully, but they didn't find anything unusual for a long time. Hou San and a few people who knew ancient tomb feng shui frowned for a long time, but they didn't see why.

"My God!"

The successive exclamations came from the dilapidated temple, which came from a few bold people who rushed in first.

Some hesitant people outside heard the surprise in the voice, and couldn't bear it anymore. One by one, they hurriedly pushed aside the dry branches and weeds outside, and then drilled in one after another. The time seems to have finally paid off.

Ling Wushuang and Aunt Nanyu looked at each other without much hesitation, and they followed quickly.

The weeds around the outside are very eye-catching, and the situation inside the temple is not much better, there are broken bricks and tiles everywhere, and there are many scratches on the stone walls that look like beasts, but it is obviously Traces of a long time ago.

"It's a big hit now."

"These are really precious!"

Hearing such an exclamation, Ling Wushuang quickened his pace again, walked through the wide but desolate front yard, stepped into the temple, and after quickly inspecting the surroundings, his eyes lit up.

The temple doesn't look big from the outside, but it's very spacious inside, which can accommodate almost a thousand people. All kinds of weeds squeeze out from the cracks in the bricks, and there are all kinds of remnant soldiers scattered on it, not many of them are intact. The rust looks very old, even broken.

"These are all genuine ancient artifacts!"

But it was these remnant soldiers scattered on the ground that caused people to loot them.

You must know that the real ancient mysterious masters are more than a little bit stronger than the present, and their magic weapons are also the same. It is already extremely miraculous to say that they can survive in such an environment for millions of years without being turned into dust. Not to mention some of the remaining power and collection value.

"Mine, this is Lao Tzu's!"

"Didn't you already get so much, why don't you give it up?"

There was a constant crackling of swords and swords colliding, most of them were irritable people, some got into an argument because of this, and there was even a faint tendency to fight, but it was because of this situation that they didn't directly get violent.

Ling Wushuang has been watching coldly, his expression seems not very good, he did not intervene, nor did he make a move to fight for these treasures.

"Little girl, what's the matter, aren't you interested in these things?" Nanyu Shenggu came to her side with a smile, a little surprised.

These things are indeed some precious ancient objects, which are invaluable, and some of the energy of the Dao contained in them is also immeasurable.

"No." Ling Wushuang shook his head indifferently, "I think something is wrong around here."

She moved slowly, and every time she walked, gusts of cool wind passed by the corners of her robe without a trace, rolling up a few weeds on the ground in a circle, making a slight puffing sound, which was very strange.

Although Ling Wushuang's trip was aimed at the deficit of the Dao of God, these treasures left over from ancient times are still very exciting, but the atmosphere around her makes her feel not bad, but very bad!

In the middle of the temple, there is a very strange creature enshrined. It is in the shape of a whip in the shape of a bamboo joint, two or three times the size of a normal person, and it looks a bit hideous. It stands there motionless.

Nanyu Shengnu nodded, and followed Ling Wushuang's eyes, "This thing is so weird, and I seem to have seen it somewhere, and it looks familiar."

"What?" Ling Wushuang was very concerned about this issue.

Aunt Nanyu frowned deeply, and slowly shook her head, "It's been a long time, and I can't remember it for a while."

"Shh!"

The white awns were shining brightly, and there was a shrill and piercing voice, one of them pulled out an ancient blade, and couldn't help exclaiming, "It's unbelievable, this is definitely a sword used by a master Xuanshi in ancient times!"

The ancient temple is very wide, and there are many things. Needless to say, all kinds of remnants, there are also some tripods, furnaces, plaques and other things, all of which are extremely precious antiquities. It is almost impossible to find traces outside, although Many of them were already broken, even decayed and only a few fragments remained, but everyone was still very happy and satisfied, and within a short time, everyone got two or three ancient relics ranging from one to another.

"Ah, there is such a thing!" Hou San laboriously dug out a miniature sundial-like thing from a pile of gray stones, held it in his hand and carefully blew off the dust on it, "Oh my god, I'm not blind Well, it turned out to be something like this!"

That thing is very similar to the compass in his hand, but it is even more broken, but seeing how excited he is almost dancing, it must be a treasure in a certain field.

"It's better to be careful, everyone. There's something wrong with this place. Let's leave as soon as we have taken something. If we stay any longer, something will happen." Of course, there were many discerning and calm people among the crowd, who reminded us at this time.

"Yep!"

Everyone also responded, what are you doing with the things after taking them, it is strange that this would be a good place.

"This is..." Nanyu Shengnu suddenly said, the white jade scepter in her hand faintly stamped on the ground, she got up and walked towards the stone pillar not far away.

"What's the matter?" Ling Wushuang's eyes darkened, and he followed quickly.

Nanyu Shengnun seemed to be in a hurry, and squatted down beside the stone pillar. In desperation, she wiped away the thick dust and dirt with her hands, and the colors in her eyes fluctuated.

(End of this chapter)

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